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Well, you’ve seen this once before
Your eyes don’t fail yourself
You’ve seen this once before
Your eyes don’t fail yourself
Seen it all go down before
It’s in the last book on the shelf
Well, they’re coming for your town
You hear that marching sound
Yes, they’re coming for your town
You hear that marching sound
They want your spirit broken
They want that last book to be unbound
Well, they’re coming for you teachers
No more pencils, no more books
Yes, they’re coming for you teachers
No more pencils, no more books
They see something and they don’t like it
You know that last book is gonna cook
They’ll build a throne upon your back
Zero sum game they play
They’ll build a throne upon your back
Zero sum game they play
They wanna see it raining ash
They want that last book up in flames
It smells like Albert Einstein, Hemingway and Hellen Keller
Yes, it smells like Albert Einstein, Hemingway and Hellen Keller
Like burning Beatle records
It’s the last book burning red and yellow
Well, you’ve seen this once before
Your eyes don’t fail yourself
Yes, you’ve seen this once before
Your eyes don’t fail yourself
Seen it all go down before
It’s in the last book on the shelf
Written by: Ian O'Neil, John McCauley
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